Loubins - Sick (Dirty)

Left arm red, you better ain't need bitches
Bout to have six, out with a bitch
I'm fuckin a friend, just to write them out
Woo, the bitches up, woo

And then what it is, there plenty of, woo
Yeah, and then what it is, and then what it is
He ain't ready for no static, I don't static
Bring it back, I broke his neck

Motherfucker, bring it back
Bitch, I'm humble, just ain't humble, I'm no trap
There's a problem, bring it back
Motherfucker, bring it back

Motherfucker, bring it back
Bring it
Motherfucker, bring it back

Written by:
Loubins Jean-Baptiste

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